Cold, hard (ethically and righteously acquired) cash

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One wet fall night about ten years ago, I was at Yummy Buffet in Albany Park, shoveling glossy shrimp fried rice into my piehole beneath a red lantern as round and fat as a paper moon. A pack of flushed college boys barreled through the front door, high-fiving and shouting over one another as they […]
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Cold, hard (ethically and righteously acquired) cash
One wet fall night about ten years ago, I was at Yummy Buffet in Albany Park, shoveling glossy shrimp fried rice into my piehole beneath a red lantern as round and fat as a paper moon. A pack of flushed college boys barreled through the front door, high-fiving and shouting...


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